NetStorm: HQ: Nimbian Riot

	www.nimbianriot.freeforums.org.com
UnION Councillor:	HotPocket
Leadership:	Mgren
Governing	democratic
Members:	link to the =NR= rooster page
Active Members:	=NR=MGren =NR=NightMare =NR=Sagitarius =NR=Lith =NR=Mirax =NR=HotPocket
Founded:	4th of March 2008 by MGren
Sub-guild:	NO
Recruiting:	Yes

The goal of the riot is simple:

* We strive to become the best players in the skies.

To do this we:

* Will see every game as a chance to learn.

* Will actively reflect about strategies to develop a formulae of success.

* Will welcome new rioters who share our goals of self-improvement.

* Will play a lot of games! When you see someone from NR, PLAY TONS OF 1s to get better!!! Don't waste time on neutral serves and observers. Just play.

Anyone can use sun, wind, rain or thunder. But the fury of the storm lies within each individual player!

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THE RISE OF THE RIOT!!!

It was pitch black. There were no sounds apart from his painful attempts to breathe. MGren reached for his golden head dress, which he knew had been lay in a corner of the dark box. The cool valuable metal was wet and slippery due to condensation. There was no sun in this forsaken dungeon, which could light up this symbol of power. He let it fall down and listened to it's feeble clinking across the stones. He was as lost as his priest's helmet. The furies did not care to look for him anymore, he was forgotten and had not long to live.

He remembered the previous day. The sun was at zenit, frying the grassy plains of his home island below. It was a good day. Sometime during the afternoon reports began coming in about bridges materializing in the north. Far to the horizon, one could see masses of black clouds gathering. The clouds trampled through the skies relentlessly, falling in on themselves, rolling on like maggots through a rotten corpse. One hour later, thunder broke loose. A few minutes later, his peaceful temple erupted in flames. Nimbians with telescopes said they saw a massive gathering of thunder cannons, firing their arced lighting bolts across vast distances of open sky. A fire started which spread across the plains of his island, and soon engulfed the whole thing in an inferno of sorts. He ran out on one of the last remaining bridges, but came to a halt after hearing the well-known click-click-click of energy being transported on the bridges. He turned around, and behind him he slowly witnessed the materialization of a thunder cannon. It's metal scales vibrated and fizzed with steam as the gears inside generated the charge. Then the mouth of the metal dragon slowly opened and with the flip of a switch, a lighting bolt hit him like a sledge hammer. The world went white.

Now in the dungeon, the world went white as well. A door opened, and a sliver of light trickled in. He could hear the shouting outside, a mob, beating in rythm, hungry for blood. A golem tore him up from his place on the ground and pulled him out. The brightness was overwhelming. He squinted. In the strong sunlight, a huge white construction gleamed. It carried several arches to a central platform. He had seen it before. An altar. He was dragged up and chained to it's centre. The masses of crowds started to divide, someone was coming through. The thousands of nimbians gathered to see this spectacle, all went silent. The enemy priest slowly made his way. MGren could do nothing.

For the sun. One arch fell. The sun fury not caring about his former acolyte.

For the wind. Another arch down. A gust of wind storming up from the depths below showed the betrayal of the wind fury.

For the rain. The platform began to wobble from instability. The rain fury had not come to his rescue.

For the thunder! With a flash of lighting the platform vibrated and shrapnel of the destroyed arch flew into the crowds. The static in the air made MGren's hair stand on it's edge, realizing the thunder fury was nothing to trust.

The last arch now stood. The fury of the storm, the mysterious lord of all elements, which could not be harnessed. The enemy priest began chanting, and the arch started to crack. In the abyss below, fires started licking the marble walls. Then something happened. A great wind started to blow, rain with it, pouring down, hail striking the crowds with lethal force. Through the clouds, the sun shun, burning away those who were touched by it's beams. MGren's chains melted away and from his eyes, lighting bolts shot out and burned through the chest of the legions upon legions of men gathered to watch his sacrifice. He grew to twice his size and stepped down the last arch with heavy thuds. The enemy priest was paralyzed in disbelief. MGren grabbed him by the throath, and crushed it like paper. He took the priest's head dress from his fallen enemy, and put it on his own head. As he turned around to face the depths of the altar, he looked up to the sky and around him. This was the storm of the ages. He had been chosen to rebel against the deceitful furies. The lord of all, the Storm, had chosen him! The nimbian riot had begun!

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JOINING =NR=

Trial Member
To join, contact a member of NR. We accept people who share our goals!

After proving you

1) are able to communicate in English
2) are more mature than a ten year old

you will be asked about the goals of the Nimbian Riot and if you answer satisfies the gang leader MGren or any other current interviewer, you will be given a trial membership:

This is the format:
.format ~E~B~a-NR-~m
Use Ctrl + Insert to copy and Shift + Insert to paste into the NetStorm chat room.

Nimbian Riot
When you have proven yourself to be able to evolve your game play, you will be inaugurated to the secrets of the Riot. The current active members will all have their opportunity to have a say.

Your ascension to membership will be judged on your progress, your current skill level, and your personality. The best thing is to be a nice person and like playing the game! You will also be assumed to have taken on at least 2 apprentices.

The tag for a Nimbian Riot member is:
=NR=

The traditional tag is orange =NR= and magenta name, but it is free of the member's choice.

** NOTE ** It's a very good idea to post some on the forum about your thoughts on strategy or to introduce yourself! Otherwise there's a good chance we won't be able to really get to know you. If you're "unknown" but have been in NR long as a trainee, it's still going to be hard to promote you to full member! So post on the forum so we can assess you a bit better!

Guild structure:

You seek fame and fortune? Are you a Rioter?

In the Nimbian Riot, everyone is a fellow nimbian when full member status has been achieved. Everyone who works hard can aspire to become a priest of the Storm. That can't be annoted by any special tag, you will know when you have reached this level by everyone in the skies knowing your name and shuddering in fear as they hear it.

Apprentice / Mentor System

Members are encouraged to teach others their skills. Before you are lifted to a full member status you will be assumed to have had a few apprentices. This means you find some new player and have him join -NR- and teach him basic skills, i.e. get him out of his noob status and enable him to have a decent chance.

It will be your responsibility that a player you take on as an apprentice will learn how to play, so you need to work on your own skill level as well. If you have an apprentice that has become very good it will count towards your full membership, and it will certainly be very useful for you as well as you need to think about how you play yourself.

If you wish, you may discuss with your apprentice to match colors with you, or something like that, to signift your relation.

New players sometimes download the game then just leave as they have nothing to relate to in game. This is to prevent that. A lot of "noobs" have tons of potential to unleash.

Ask MGren for the strategy guide and he will e-mail it to you. It's extensive relative to the existing guides but will see additions in the future.

OR

DOWNLOAD IT HERE!